The sun rises, Forough Farrokhzad, Ali sadri

Everything that I am crumbles My love’s fire surrenders Carries me to the end Crucifies me Take heed Stars hail in the night

You came from a far From fields of scent, of light To carry me, floating Through clouds of ivory and crystal Take me away my solace, my hope Take me to a city of sonnets and passion

Towards the path of milky way draw me Higher than every star lift me Take heed I’ve been set aflame by this light Fevered, burnt by this light Like a goldfish in a pool of night I gnaw helplessly at the stars

How far-flung is anything From the earth, from everything From this crimson ceiling sky I hear again from a distance Your voice The flutter of an angel’s wings Take heed How far I’ve come To the stars To the endlessness of life

Now that I’ve reached so high above the waves Immerse me, cleanse me, intoxicate me Envelope me in a cocoon of kisses Take me in this night of forever young Do not let go of my hand Do not let me fall

Take heed Our night’s path melts away Drop by drop My cup thirsty, empty, black With you it overflows With wine with sleep with dreams Upon this cradle of a poem Take heed You utter, and the sun rises

Faced with the reality that the world will not rally around a US-led war against Iran, the Trump administration seeks to resurrect the specter of IS to manufacture international support for its continued military presence in the Middle East.

Faced with the reality that the world will not rally around a US-led war against Iran, the Trump administration seeks to resurrect the specter of IS to manufacture international support for its continued military presence in the Middle East.